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Chapter 10

Sixteen years later

Kurt looked up and down Dalton, smiling to himself. It looked exactly the same, except everything was different. He had left and grown up in sixteen years, and though he was sad to leave it, it was still there, like a dear friend you haven't seen in a long time.

A tap on his shoulder brought him back to reality. He turned and smiled at the man behind him. "Excuse me," Blaine said, grinning, "I'm new here. What's going on?"

Kurt smiled back and replied; "The Warblers, our glee club, are pretty much like rock stars here. Come on, I'll show you."

Kurt took Blaine's hand in his and heard the satisfying clink of the identical rings on their third fingers of their left hands as the two rushed down the hallway. Once in the old Warbler room, Kurt sang a somewhat off-key version of "Teenage Dream" as Blaine laughed to himself.

When Kurt was done, Blaine applauded and rushed over to his only love and kissed him. "That was wonderful." He said to his husband.

Kurt snorted in disbelief. "Yeah, right."

Suddenly, the door was knocked and several people entered.

"Guys! Don't leave us alone in there! We got lost!" Felicity said, trying and failing to sound angry. The little boy in her grasp wiggled out and raced up to his fathers.

Kurt picked him up. In sixteen years, it had been discovered how they could have children, and the two had jumped on the bandwagon. So this little boy had Kurt's hair and light coloring, but he also had Blaine's dark eyes.

"Daddy, Aunt Fee got lost. A lot." The three year old boy informed his father.

"Yes, I know James. She has a tendency to do that." Kurt said to his boy.

"I do not!" Felicity said, mock-outraged.

"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy," remarked the one year old in Felicity's arms, reaching out for Blaine. Blaine took her and looked beneath her hat. This child was a female version of Blaine, except for the eyes. They were Kurt's eyes.

"Yes, Elizabeth. Daddy's here." Blaine said reassuringly.

Felicity smiled. They were such good parents. Then Kurt glanced at her.

"Where's Finny?" he asked.

Looked behind her, and a little boy James' age looked back at his godfathers. Phineas, or Finny, as he was called, was timid as a church mouse, but he looked just like Felicity. Her daughter, Gemma, who was Elizabeth's age, was on her hip.

"Come on," Blaine said, all business. "We'll miss Kenny!"

Kurt grinned. Blaine loved Kenny and Felicity like family. And they felt the same way about him.

All of them walked out of Dalton and waited on the front steps. Kenny was going to meet them there with his wife and children, and they were all going out to lunch.

Kenny arrived and greeted them all. He was a successful doctor and had made his way back to the light. Claiming he'd lead the way to the agreed upon restaurant, his gang and Felicity's jumped in the car and drove off.

Kurt and Blaine bucked in their kids. Kurt squinted up at the top of Dalton, feeling a surge of happiness.

Blaine touched his shoulder. "What are you thinking about?"

Kurt smiled. "Well, everyone usually hates high school. I had more of a reason to do so than most, but I actually am so grateful. This place shaped who I am. It gave me you." He added, blushing.

Blaine looked up at the school now as well. "Yeah, it gave me the greatest thing in my life."

Kurt looked at him, interested. "What?"

Blaine gave Kurt an 'are you kidding me?' glance. "You." He said simply.

In that instant, Kurt felt happier than he had ever felt since the day they were married. He leaned down and kissed Blaine as much as was possible, thanking life for giving him this man, the best thing that ever happened to him.